quiet

Our camp for the first couple of nights was along the mighty Columbia river. Elevation 110 feet.

We were where the Deschutes River empties into the Columbia. There is a nice state campground there and since it one of the few campground along this part of the Columbia it was busy.

Across the Descutes River from our camp site is a short line railroad. It runs a couple of trains a day, early morning, it seems.

To the north a mile or so is Interstate 84, the main east west highway between Portland and points east. Along the freeway is the mainline Pacific Union tracks. They run a lot of trains each day, with the required whistle blowing.

Then to top it all off, across the Columbia (which is a mile and more wide at this point) the Northern Pacific has a mainline. And that sound carries well over the water.

So, it was a noisy camp, but most of that noise get lost in your head, remarkably soon.

Our 2nd camp site was in the mountains of Eastern Oregon, elevation about 5000 feet. We were on the south shore of a reservoir, which was full of water, which is not always the case.

Sometimes if you listened carefully you might hear a truck engine across the valley, but mostly it was quiet and wonderful.

We were there for 3 glorious days, just Miriam, Leo and I.